The World's CallA Poem by Thrinna MaeRacism is man's gravest threat to man - the maximum of hatred for a minimum of reason. -Abraham HeschelIt’s not about the color black and white Or even the parties gathered at the night The symbolic flags and a country's Divine Is not the mere basis or such triumph sign Unity is a word that rarely can be achieved For the bias judgment is culled in their crib Wars were created yet compromise was not And the reigning prejudice is still on the plot They say we live in a self-named democracy Yet where is the justice against this impiety? Till a crow turns white or the stars go down? Till the tarnished regime is hailed with crown As the nations wait for the righteous revision For racism is sometimes a misread perception They say fairness is just easier said than done Yet the world must believe that we can be one © 2012 Thrinna MaeAuthor's Note
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Added on April 24, 2012Last Updated on April 24, 2012 AuthorThrinna MaeEXO PlanetAboutHi, I’m Thrinna! College student here majoring in Journalism! I’ve been writing since 10 years old, mainly screenplays and poems inspired by God, friends, family and love-one. I’m a .. more..Writing
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